You lied down in bed, with your arms wrapped comfortingly around your half asleep rocker boyfriend. You were thinking he had lost interest in you with the amount of affection he now lacked, and that was extremely unusual with him being a very touchy man.

A small smile crept up on your lips as you put your hand on his belt. He puts his hand on top of yours, pulling it up.

" Not in the mood for your shit, woman. "

He muttered in annoyance, pulling your hand out. He then rolls over, facing you.